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~Jacob's point of view~
A week had passed, and we still found it hard to get out of the bed in the morning, too busy trying to see if there were places on each other that could reveal the utmost pleasure, the utmost high, in our times together. It was amazing, to finally have had sex with her, with my soulmate, my imprint, my now wife, something that felt just so right, even though we were only eighteen.
Ellie twisted around in the white sheets, her raven black hair askew as a fine sheen of sweat covered her russet skin. A bright smile covered her face. "You know, why on earth did I wait?" She wondered out loud and I gave a grin, raising a brow as I moved back a few ebony strands from in front of her baby blue eyes. "Because it was something you've always wanted. To be honest, if you'd of retracted that condition, I probably wouldn't have still slept with you because lets face it, anticipations makes things a whole lot better."
Her eyes gleamed with mirth. "Liar," she breathed and I grinned wider, pulling her to me and tucking her under me, rolling on top of her, my weight supported by my hands on either side of her head. I grinned as I thought back to the message I'd seen on her phone, over her shoulder, from Carrie last night. "Whose the liar?" I asked cheerily, a wide grin on my face. "I know from a little birdie that you have something stashed away in your bag that would make rolling in this bed a whole lot better." I commented breezily.
Cheeks flamed red instantly and she glared. "You saw Carrie's message!" She accused and I nodded with a wide ass hell grin. "Sure did. C'mon, Ellie, you know that no one else will see it." I teased and she huffed, turning her face away from mine, but I could see the quivering of her mouth as she tried to keep her smile hidden from me. She rolled over in the bed after she saw me looking at her, her smile evident just as she buried her face into the pillows.
I grinned, pulling her back against me, rolling my hips into hers, a soft moan slipping from her lips as I did so, my length pressed against her. She looked at me with her most unimpressed look. "You know, sex can't fight all your battles," she stated and I grinned, pressing my mouth to hers with a groan, her hands coming up to thread in my hair. I pulled back just when it was starting to get good. "If you put it on I'll do that thing again," I bargained, her eyes lighting up a little. My fingers drifted a little lower, sinking into her wetness as she let out a soft groan, her hands pushing at my chest. "I'll do it, I'll do it!" She whimpered, quickly sliding out of the bed at the thought of me making her explode once more with my mouth. That'd been comical the first time, seeing the look of absolute mortification and horror, only for it to fall away when her head fell back amidst a tumble of ebony coloured locks.
A creak drew my attention from my thoughts and my head snapped to the side, my eyes widening as I sat up a little more, the green lingerie on her making me harder than ever before. Ellie tugged at it nervously, her cheeks bright red as though she were horrified at wearing such a thing. I beckoned her over, her cheeks flaming even more as she fell forwards into my lap, the green and black silk thong sliding against me. Her cheeks were flushed dramatically, the tops of her breasts flushed too with embarrassment, and I tipped her head up so she was looking at me with nowhere else to go.
"You're beautiful," I whispered, her eyes softening a little as she stared at me. I trailed my finger over the white scar that was left from her new heart. "This just makes me want you more," I added in a hushed voice, tracing my fingers over her visible tattoos. "These even more too, and even though you get embarrassed at the slightest mention of something racy, I love you even more because of it, because I know it means no one else has ever touched you like I have, rocked your world like I have." I soothed.
Ellie gave a shy smile as tears shone in her eyes from my words, and she pressed her mouth against mine, hips beginning to move before I pulled her beneath the sheets once more, moving her underneath me as my hands drifted up that green and black amazing beautiful lingerie.
(W*W)
We laid in the bed afterwards, bodies tangled together around sheets and the lingerie that I'd pulled off of her halfway during it, her chest heaving lightly with the exertion she'd just placed on it, my fingers drifting over the thankfully healthy, thumping organ that she was downright lucky to have gotten so fast based on her previous medical history.
She gave a soft exhale. "How big of a family do you think we'll have one day?" She asked and I gave a grin. "How big do you want one?" I asked and she gave a content sounding hum. "How many bedroom are in our home?" She asked and I gave a grin, remembering the extra work that'd gone into it, plus the extension, and the upstairs that had needed redoing in order to make the most of the available space plus the extension. "Six," I stated proudly and she gave me a look. "You're messing, right?" She asked.
I gave a grin, folding my arms behind my head as she sat up. "Nope. They aren't the biggest rooms, and one could possibly be an office for work and stuff, but yeah. Six bedrooms, so, how many do you think we should have, bearing in mind we can't start having them for another year and a half?"
Ellie smiled slightly. "As many until we can't fit anymore into the rooms." She whispered and I grinned, pulling her mouth back to mine, fingers lacing through her raven locks that were tangled from rolling around in the sheets. I pulled back with a grin. "I think we can do a thing about that."